No one knows when Bai Hu came back here or how he ambush Mu Qing.
Murong Xing and Chen Qing looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity and fear in their eyes.
The last moment, in the sight of the two people who turned around, a bright sword light burst out of the ground in an instant, as if they had been waiting for a long time, and then the figure of the white tiger also rose from the ground.
The situation suddenly became so complicated that the two of them just had time to look for another figure under the dazzling sword light.
The ground cracked, and mud chunks were shot into the air. The Snow King's sword rose from bottom to top, and in a short distance, its speed had been increased to the limit.
The sword shadow roared, and countless sword energy gathered at the tip of the Snow King Sword. When these countless cold lights gathered together, they were like white comets rising from the sky and the earth, and they directly hit Mu Qing.
Mu Qing slowed down for a moment. The pores all over his body tightened but he still had no time to react. A sharp pain spread from his thigh to his brain, and then his vision suddenly shot up.
However, he was picked up by Bai Hu with his sword and lifted up into the air.
The eyes of Murong Xing and the two men also followed. In the mid-air at the mouth of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, which was not filled with night fog, Mu Qing's whole body emitted a green light. There was a faint thunder in the process of circulation. The green light all over his body was directed towards the Snow King's sword. The sharp points gathered together, forming a confrontation.
For a moment, there was another Qingbai struggle between spear and shield.
The bright light bloomed, and Mu Qing, who lowered his head, could easily see who was attacking him. His eyes were blood red, he shouted, and without any hesitation, he reached down and reached out his hands.
Bai Hu, whose face was illuminated by the sword, had a cold and powerful aura, but there was still a trace of unspeakable regret hidden deep in his eyes.
Seeing that Mu Qing didn't know whether to live or die, he wanted to grab the Snow King Sword with his bare hands. He flipped his wrist and the blade of the sword took the initiative to meet Mu Qing's palm.
"Bang, bang, bang," the sound of gold and iron grinding against each other was continuous and harsh.
Under the surprised gazes of Murong Xing and the other two, Mu Qing collided with the Snow King Sword in Bai Hu's hand no less than dozens of times in just one breath.
With each impact, the green light on Mu Qing's body would tremble and dim. But whenever the two of them felt that Mu Qing would be unable to withstand the edge of the Snow King's sword, Mu Qing persisted.
Finally, Mu Qing's palm pressed tightly against the shiny blade of the Snow King Sword. The Snow King Sword no longer trembled. Mu Qing retreated without waiting for the white tiger to draw the sword. With his thoughts in mind, a short sword suddenly came out. , stabbed the white tiger in the back quickly.
Blood welled up in his mouth again. Mu Qing pursed his lips tightly and tightly grasped the Snow King Sword with both hands without letting go. While he forcibly used the sword control technique, he also grafted the Lihuo Poling move onto the dagger. superior.
It's just that the power of this Lihuo Poling is not as good as it was at its previous peak. After all, this place is not filled with spiritual mist. Mu Qing cannot rely on Wandu Guizong to absorb the spiritual mist and use it for his own purposes.
Bai Hu also felt the power of the sword behind him. His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. He raised his head and smiled at Mu Qing. His bare hands grasped the hilt of the Snow King Sword tightly. He raised Mu Qing by half his height. In mid-air, his and Mu Qing's positions were reversed.
Mu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and controlled the dagger with his mind. The tip of the sword was still locked at the back of Bai Hu's heart, but Bai Hu was unmoved at this moment. He snorted coldly and dropped it suddenly. Just like that, although The Snow King Sword was still held in Mu Qing's hand, and because it was endowed with a downward tilting force, the tip of the sword, temporarily letting go of the dazzling cold light, was already piercing Mu Qing's heart.
With a "dang" sound, the tip of the sword hit Mu Qing's green light defense again. The two bodies collided in the air, maintaining the posture of the white tiger on top and Mu Qing on the bottom. Falling towards the ground.
Every time their falling figures paused, it meant that Mu Qing resisted one of Bai Hu's attacks, and every time they fell again, it meant that Mu Qing's dagger was always a little short of hitting the white tiger's back.
Chen Qing looked at the two entangled falling figures and sighed: "I didn't expect Bai Hu to change his moves in such a ruthless way."
There was some sincere recognition in Murong Xing's eyes, and he said softly: "If it is already a life and death fight, then the word courage is more important. Any means that can make the other party die in front of you is a good means. The more precious the person's life is, the more vulnerable he will be. The more.”
"Then both of them have great courage and are not afraid of death? Can the boy put himself to death this time and survive?" Chen Qing asked. Somehow, he was expecting that kind of accident to happen.
Murong Xing followed Mu Qing and Bai Hu's figures to the ground with his eyes, shook his head and said: "That boy is not strong enough, he obviously can't hold on anymore."
Sure enough, as soon as Murong Xing finished speaking, the two figures in the air finally fell to the ground.
Smoke and dust rose up, covering the two figures, and were immediately wiped away by the spreading energy.
Under the bleak night, Mu Qing was kneeling on the ground. He covered his chest with both hands and was holding the Snow King Sword tightly.
Tick-tock——
Blood began to gather on the edge of Mu Qing's palm, part of it dripped directly to the ground, and part of it returned directly to Mu Qing's heart along the shiny blade of the Snow King Sword.
The green light on Mu Qing's body was already crumbling, all flowing and gathering towards his chest, but even so, the tip of the Snow King Sword pouring out the dazzling edge was still approaching Mu Qing's heart unstoppably, millimeter by millimeter.
"What? Where's the thunder in you?"
Bai Hu's shoulders swayed slightly, his upper body leaned forward slightly, and he looked down at Mu Qing.
Mu Qing's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed the blood in his mouth, and said with a cracked smile: "Is your sword nothing more than that? My sword has pierced your vest."
Even though Bai Hu's shoulder blades were bulging high and his back muscles were tightened, Mu Qing's dagger still penetrated Bai Hu's vest, but it only went in half an inch.
Bai Hu frowned and endured the strange hot sword energy. The force of his body tilt had been transferred to his hands. He grasped the hilt of the Snow King Sword with both hands and pushed hard. The blue light in Mu Qing's heart dimmed to the limit.
Mu Qing frowned slightly, thinking about whether the last method was feasible.
Looking at Mu Qing's look, Bai Hu felt that the boy in front of him finally realized that he was afraid. There was a bit more joy in his eyes and he sneered: "What is this adventure you have? Tell me and cut off your hands and feet. I can spare it." You won’t die.”
Mu Qing sighed helplessly, and the next moment, he actually took advantage of the last moment when the green light faded to look at Bai Hu's heart.
Bai Hu saw two mysterious whirlpools in Mu Qing's eyes. The next moment, blue thunder jumped out of Mu Qing's eyes and shot straight towards his heart.
Almost at the same time as the thunder leaped out, Bai Hu made a decision. He retracted the Snow King Sword that was stabbing Mu Qing and blocked it in front of him.
With a "crack" sound, two slender green thunderbolts collided with the Snow King sword held by Bai Hu across his heart.
The white sword energy and cyan thunder intertwined, emitting a dazzling light.
When the hustle and bustle finally calmed down, Murong Xing and Chen Zhuo looked at the only tall man in the field, and sighed at the same time: "He is worthy of being one of the five people in the secret killing team."
After this blow, the flesh and blood on Bai Hu's arms became increasingly pitiful. His feet sunk deeply into the ground, plowing out two half-foot-long ravines but he still remained standing.
But the next moment, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The Snow King Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the snow-white sword energy on the shiny sword seemed to be about to turn into water. Bai Hu slowly approached Mu Qing with heavy steps, and his aura became more and more unstoppable with every step he took.
Looking down at the person at his feet, Bai Hu raised his eyebrows slightly. He found that the person fainted after using the last move.
Looking at the other party's clothes soaked in blood, Bai Hu's usually indifferent face also had some strange emotions.
Although the relationship is hostile, this son's character of fighting until the last moment is quite to his liking.
So Bai Hu decided not to humiliate this person.
He moved his wrist slightly and aimed the tip of the Snow King Sword at Mu Qing's chest, intending to give Mu Qing a good death.
At this time, Mu Qing's consciousness fell into an extremely black vortex, and then he came to the unfamiliar calling space.
However, this time there is no memory evolution seen last time in the selection space. There is only a river that continuously manifests scenes from different eras.
The river flowed slowly, but strangely made no sound.
Mu Qing looked through the mist by the river and shouted deeper: "That's it."
Mu Qing remembered that Meng Zhang said that when his consciousness was summoned into the summoning space, Meng Zhang could use his breath, the flowing green light, to temporarily protect him.
The mist in the depths swayed slightly, and Meng Zhang's long-lasting voice resounded throughout the entire selection space, "This is a stress trigger, but from the moment your consciousness entered the selection space, nothing fatal happened to your body in the outside world. Danger."
what happened? Is there someone out there who can save me again?
Thinking of this possibility, Mu Qing's eyebrows jumped, and he became anxious. He was afraid that Senior Sister Ning Chu had done something stupid.
Outside, when Bai Hu stabbed Mu Qing's heart with his sword, a flying sword shot out, barely stopping Bai Hu's attack.
Several people looked at a hidden place at the same time, and a handsome man about thirty years old walked out gracefully.
Chen Qing looked at the man who walked out struttingly, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that it would be you, Jiang Shangxiu, who has been hiding his head and tail tonight."
"Jiang Shangxiu..." Bai Hu's tall body turned slightly, and his sharp eyes fell on Jiang Shangxiu's face.
Jiang Shangxiu nodded to several people, then bowed to Bai Hu and clasped his fists: "I have met Mr. Bai Hu. It seems that Mr. Bai Hu knows me."
"You are Jiang Xingyuan's adopted son." Bai Hu's voice was light and cold.
Chen Qing got closer to Bai Hu at this time. He glanced sideways at the young man with extremely weak breath on the ground, looked at Jiang Shangxiu and asked: "When I fought with those women in Wanhua Valley, if you didn't come out and show your hands to leave a good impression, I would rather Are you coming out now?"
Jiang Shangxiu looked at Bai Hu, who had the same question, and explained softly: "Actually, whether it is foreign enemies or internal strife, I just plan to take a look and have not thought about taking action."
Chen Zhuo didn't believe Jiang Shangxiu's words, and frowned and said, "If you hadn't been trying to fish in troubled waters and please those women, would you have come here in person?"
Jiang Shangxiu shook his head and said: "I have no intention of taking advantage of those women in Wanhua Valley, so Jiang Shangxiu took the third elder's previous kindness into consideration."
"Then why did you stop me from killing an outsider?" Bai Hu didn't want to listen to the two people's arguments anymore and asked directly.
Jiang Shangxiu looked at Mu Qing on the ground and smiled helplessly: "Because this person is not an outsider at all."
